A Time to Talk


Posted on 16th Feb 2014 07:03 pm by admin

When a friend calls to me from the road
And slows his horse to a meaning walk,
I don’t stand still and look around
On all the hills I haven’t hoed,
Did you know?Explore Trending and Topic pages for more stories like this.
And shout from where I am, What is it?
No, not as there is a time to talk.
I thrust my hoe in the mellow ground,
Blade-end up and five feet tall,
And plod: I go up to the stone wall
For a friendly visit.

-Robert Frost (1874-1963)
312 Like 53 Dislike
Previous poetry Next poetry
Other poetry

In Search Of
In search of truth
In search of light
In search of good
In search of right

Now if yo

Tujhe khawab hi me dekhun...

Tujhe Khawab Hi Me Dekhun Ye Bharam Bhi Aj Toota...

Tere Khawab Kese Dekhun Mujhe Neend H

Our Love Story

You entered the room and my heart skipped a beat

I knew in an instant we were destined to

wo dot kahan gum gay

ना जाने वो दोस्त कहां गुम हो गया जिसक

Come Fly With Me My Friend

Walk with me along the path,

And reach up toward the sky.

I'll be right beside yo

AAPKI LADAI KOI OR LAD RAHA HAI

 

LADO 

LAD NAHI SAKTE TO BOLO

BOLL NAHI SAKTE TO LIKHO

Quite possibly

To laugh often and much;

To win the respect of intelligent people

and the affecti

My Special Friend For You

God blessed me one sunny day.

He sent me an angel from so far away

To love and he

The Terrifying Thing About Love

It is a terrifying thing

to watch love

walk in your direction

when you be

ZINDAGI KI SAFAR ME MILE

दो ओस की बूंद जैसे,जिंदगी के सफ़र में म

Sign up to write
Sign up now to share your poetry.
Login   |   Register
Follow Us
Indyaspeak @ Facebook Indyaspeak @ Twitter Indyaspeak @ Pinterest RSS



Play Free Quiz and Win Cash